Embers...

I stumble along life’s rough, graphite stones
as troubles prick this chest down to my toes
when embers of time flicks, grief overflows.

Into a new world’s changing pace, unknown
oh lantern from dark sky hides its inner lens
while struggles of choice overwhelm, immense.

Beneath the dome of stars, I feel alone
I climb inside my soul to touch the pain,
and reflect on love’s mourning, a bleak terrain.

Somehow, the angelic voices are blown
gathering joy and fortitude, I strive
then allow fire’s power to come alive.

For all past shadows the cycles bemoan
heavenly grace rebuilds a newfound peace,
beyond the writhing of ember’s release.

~Somebody else